The Awakening - Jane Pt. 06

Panting hoarsely.

"Yessssss..."

He didn't look away. He held my gaze as his full lips parted. Head dipping as in one incredible motion, the tip of his unfurled tongue flicked out. Snaking cruelly under, up and over my throbbing nipple. I didn't hear the sound I made. The tingles were crashing down around me. Reaching to my very core. Only I couldn't comprehend what I was feeling as another heavenly sensation immediately followed. This one even more indescribable as I felt his lips capture my swollen bud, the vacuum of warm breath surrounding it as he sucked hard on it was so intense it was painful. Painfully beautiful. He hungrily nursed on my nipple as his thumb and forefinger found my other. Pinching it between their soft, fleshy tips as he began to pinch, and tweak it.

And for the first time in my life, I came just from having my breasts played with. It was a haunting moment, and I staggered against him. It was a selfishly intimate orgasm which we both shared. I didn't scream the house down, I didn't thrash wildly or throw myself around. I kept it for the most part for me. And for Charles. I didn't need to announce its impending arrival; he knew. And so I collapsed against him. My forehead resting against his, my eyes open but unseeing. Only bright flashes of brilliant light punctuating the darkness. You see, those tingles, those 'mindgasms' were just the aperitif, triggered by my prolonged state of arousal and the incredible man in whose arms I was climaxing in. It started there, in my head. The tingling building to such a crescendo that they triggered the full body orgasm to rip through me. Wave after wave of pure pleasure washing over me, and culminating in my already soaked pussy clenching and tingling, and finally flooding as I came.

I was gripping his arms, my fingers tearing at his flesh as my entire body shook uncontrollably. The sounds I was making when finally my awareness returned, was a low, guttural groan...

"Ohhhhh Goddddd...ohhhhh Godddddd...ohhhhh Goddddddd..."

Over and over. Each punctuated with a wave of pleasure and the deep, deep contraction of my vaginal walls.

I can't tell you how long it lasted. I know it felt like forever and even then, it wasn't nearly long enough. But I know he held me close until it had left me, until I could finally open my eyes, looking at him in awed disbelief as I slowly came to terms with my ultimate betrayal. Not only had I fulfilled my very own prophecy from the night before, cumming in another mans arms...to make the blow harder to accept, it was the most intense and explosive orgasm I had ever had in my life. Nobody had ever come close. THAT was on a whole other level.

I tried to gather my thoughts...still cradled in his arms. How was that even possible? In what...10 minutes of being intimate with this man, he managed to trigger three mindgasms and the most powerful full body orgasm of my life. All of which I'd never experienced before...in all my married life. And...he hadn't even touched me between my legs. I just looked at him. Utterly speechless. Utterly exhausted. And I was waiting for the guilt to come and blindside me.

Only it never came. His dark eyes held mine as he watched me. Did he know all that he had just done?

I tried to say something, but the words just came out as sounds. All I could do was gently cup his cheek with my palm and smile into his eyes. My lips finding his. It was our first kiss. And it was soft, and tender and loving. Not what I would have expected. We explored each others lips for a long moment, our lips eventually parting and our tongues found each others. As they danced, and twirled, our passion exploded and we hungrily devoured each other. Moaning lewdly into each others warm, willing mouths. His hand slid through my hair again, those fingers claiming their stake and gripping me tighter than ever. And I was lost. My hand dropped between us and found it's prize. My fingers tracing the hugely thick outline of Charles monstrous cock. It was jutting out before him. Bowing slightly, restrained by that tight thong which did nothing to hide his gigantic erection. But before I could begin to process what my fingers were exploring, my head was firmly pulled back, our kiss broken as his hand found my greedy, slutty fingers and he drew them from him.

Deep down, I was dreading it being said, but ultimately I knew one of us would address the elephant in the room. Charles being the man he was, broached it for both of us.

"Baby, I know I don't have to remind you that your husband is comatose downstairs..."

I just looked at him.

"Are you sure you want to do this? Because if you take that step, there won't be any going back. It will change...everything. Forever."

I dropped my gaze. Unable to meet his eyes. My fingers idly playing with his. That last word hung between us. I knew exactly what he meant. I knew it wasn't an idle boast, or an idle threat. The bittersweet reality of this man was that he was simply unrivalled. He was the ultimate temptation. The ultimate Pandora's Box. If I opened it, and gave in to my desires, what would happen to my marriage? I could hardly believe I was actually considering the implications. If I tried to keep our infidelity secret from you, I would most likely be consumed and destroyed by guilt. Or...by the knowledge that no man would ever match up against Charles. I would have to live my life, content in the knowledge that for one evening, I experienced the greatest sex of my life, and that I'd never experience anything close ever again.

My fear was now, having sampled just a taste of the sensations and unbridled lust that this sexual god had unleashed in me in less than ten minutes, how could I live my life looking back with regret? I thought of you then. And the image that flashed into my mind was unfortunate. It was you, pink and bloated, flat on your back on Charles' bed, snoring. And I couldn't shift it. And when I looked back up...I saw Charles before me. Gorgeous, beautiful, perfection. And my insides flipped.

And as my hand snaked around his neck, drawing him into my soft curves, my other greedily found his swollen, throbbing cock and kneaded it hungrily through his thong as my lips sought out his...

I had made my decision.